Break Girl makes first contact with Buster Girl.

On and on, Break Girl slid through the duct. "Actually... isn't this way too long? What's gonna happen when I run out of momentum? Wait, am I gonna be stuck in here? What if I never get out?!" It seemed this was a concern Buster Girl needn't have worried about. Her slide wasn't anything as simple as an ordinary human's, and it seemed the mechanism in her boot would let her keep on doing it so long as there wasn't space for her to stand. How bizarre... She couldn't stop worrying that it would eventually cop out and leave her stranded, but she could let her mind wander to other things. "This tunnel never stops... I wonder how huge this lab is. I bet Dr. Dolly has all kinds of defenses set up... Lucky I didn't have to get out through those."

Eventually, Break Girl could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Once she reached the end... Break Girl found herself on the outside of an unmarked building, kicking through a metal vent and being deposited on her back in the middle of a sidewalk during the day. It was all filtered through her dark shades, but, still... This was her first look at sunlight since awakening. As she expected, the world around her had all of the hallmarks of an era of advanced technology: sure, there were still pedestrians going about their business, but the buildings all around her shone with mysterious metals. Cars hovered down the street instead of rolling. Roadways were constructed above in winding patterns. And, perhaps most importantly, robots were everywhere, performing all kinds of jobs. It wasn't truly the kind of society where robots and humans lived as exact equals, but, nonetheless, robots could be said to have a kind of life... Break Girl reminded herself that the simple robot she saw in the center of the intersection directing traffic wasn't necessarily a sentient being with advanced artificial intelligence like herself... truly, she was part of a rare and special breed of mechanical lifeforms, different from the humans and machines around her.

There was another way she was different from all of the humans and machines around her, though... It hadn't stood out to her when she was one of two lifeforms she'd met, but this outfit of hers was indecent! She could feel the eyes of everyone around her roaming her out-of-place leotard-clad body. "Wily...! Couldn't you have gotten me a little more armor?!" {if Futa Mode = true}Even more than on her bare hips and shoulders, those eyes seemed to be focused on the extra equipment she was carrying beneath her leotard, the shape of which could be clearly seen against the snug, form-fitting material of her suit. The young woman crossed her arms in front of her lap self-consciously, glad for once at the over-sized gloves she'd been designed with.{endif} {if Toy Mode = true}She couldn't tell if people were recognizing the purpose of the equipment she now carried on her arm, but she felt herself in a perpetual flinch, bracing for someone to ask the question "why does your arm look like that?"{endif}

Break Girl decided to herself that, once she was free of her obligations, wearing more clothes was definitely going to be one of the ways she changed her own life.

The super robot took one last look behind her, viewing the tower she'd just slid out of. Actually, it was pretty enormous... It even advertised itself as "Doctor Delila Dolly Laboratory" with a poster showing the woman herself, surrounded by all kinds of platitudes about "working hand-in-hand with robots for a brighter tomorrow." The woman in the picture was short, short enough that Break Girl could tell just from the proportions even without seeing her to scale. She wore glasses with rectangular frames along with a dark, over-sized lab coat in purple and black colors. She had dark, messy, long hair curling from her head and all around her body. Even in this poster, which seemed like it was certainly intended to establish a favorable public image, the woman's upward-turned eyebrows, half-lidded eyes, and creepy smile made it hard to believe people were really buying her act... "I guess when someone tells you they're rolling out a line of advanced robots to improve your life, you tend to want to believe them."

It was incredible that Dolly's laboratory was here in the middle of this city, its reinforced walls the only thing separating her deranged developments and even the surprisingly alive Wily from the unsuspecting townsfolk, but blowing the whistle on that wasn't part of Break Girl's mission. As for that mission... "This city looks huge! How am I going to find Buster Girl in the middle of all of this? And the longer I stand around thinking about it, the more people are talking about this crazy costume..."

Sure enough, she got the sense that police robots were keeping eyes on her suspiciously. Soon, there might be all kinds of questions... "Actually, isn't this really bad?! I dunno about Dolly's other robots, but I'm armed with a weapon here! I think I'm supposed to be a secret project... A-actually, Dolly isn't even supposed to know I'm up and walking, is she?! What if she finds me and Wily's whole plan is blown before it started?! I gotta-"

"Hold it right there!" A female voice shouted from behind Break Girl.

The young woman yelped and whirled around, ending up with her own ponytail and scarf wrapped around her head before she hurried to fix them. "I'm not anyone suspicious officer, I swear, I'm just an ordinary robot girl, I... Hold on a sec. Aren't you Buster Girl?"

"That's right!" The woman she was now facing nodded with a serious expression on her pretty, young face. Buster Girl looked very similar to Break Girl, as expected, but with blonde hair in two pigtails, a two-toned blue leotard instead of Break Girl's red and grey, and... probably a slightly larger bust, Break Girl couldn't help but notice. Juuust a little bit larger.

{if Futa Mode = true}Most importantly, she had the exact same "equipment" tucked into the front of her leotard as Break Girl, the kind of equipment only they had. Seeing how it stood out on another woman only reinforced to her how lewd it looked. Actually, it was even poking forward in the leotard, as though it was trying to move to a rigid position. She'd be thinking of how disgraceful that was, if she didn't have a more pressing concern...

As she screwed up her eyes behind her shades, feeling herself begin to sweat, she realized that her own equipment was going crazy beneath her leotard. She could feel it just like any other part of her body, twitching with excitement at the sight of her sister. "Come on, get it under control... This is just your programming, telling you that you w-want to fuck- I mean, fight! Want to fight Buster Girl! But you're in control of your own destiny, and that starts with your horniness! Keep it in your leotard, Break Girl...!" {endif}{if Toy Mode = true}Most importantly, she had the exact same "equipment" grafted onto her arm as Break Girl, the kind of equipment only they had. Seeing the shape of that equipment on another person only reinforced to her how lewd it looked. She couldn't stop looking at it... And as she did, she felt herself beginning to sweat, beginning to feel a new and unexpected heat between her legs. What would it be like to have another woman probing inside her with a thing like that, searching for a weak point...?

"Come on, get it under control... This is just your programming, telling you that you want to fight Buster Girl! But you're in control of your own destiny, and that starts with your horniness! Keep it in your leotard, Break Girl...!" {endif}With a deep breath, Wily's robot calmed herself and equipped the cocky smirk she had hoped to be wearing from the beginning of the encounter. "You can call me Break Girl. What does a heroine like you want with a girl like me? I'm not guilty of any crime..."

"That's right, too!" Buster Girl nodded with the same serious face. "I'm not here because of any police call! I'm here because I heard police chatter about a cute robot girl with a nice body and a weapon! That means you're one of Dolly's creations, aren't you?!"

"C-cute?!" Break Girl tugged up her scarf to hide her red face{if Futa Mode = true}, feeling another twitch down below as her body rebelled against her{endif}. "Ahem. I came here for you, Buster Girl, but not to answer your questions. I came to-"

"You came to get a taste of my Girl Buster, right?" The blonde confidently gripped her indecent weapon, showing its impressive size off to the mysterious stranger and the crowd. "That works for me! It's been way too long since I got to meet a new cutie, and I can tell you're totally gonna be my type! Come on, let's rumble!"

"Not here, moron!" Break Girl shouted and looked around at the audience, briefly assaulted with a mental image of Buster Girl and herself firing these humiliating weapons at each other in such a public setting. "No, let's go to the outskirts of the city. When it's just you and me, we'll get down to business."

"Oh boy, sounds good to me! Everyone, wait here while your favorite robot heroine shuts down another evil plot. For justice! Hee hee... I'm getting excited...!"

"What kind of heroine are you...?" The more serious of the two muttered to herself as she began running ahead of Buster Girl. She could feel the other woman's eyes locked onto her half-exposed ass, and felt herself heating up... "F-for my duty! Heating up for combat!" the awkward combatant reminded herself.

It seemed like they'd be running for quite a while, and although Buster Girl continued to pester her with question after question, Break Girl had no desire to make small talk with the woman she was about to have to destroy. "Why do the outskirts of town have to be so far out of town...? Okay, forget it. This vacant building lot will do. Few pedestrians, little risk of unintended casualties..." As she came to a stop a considerable distance away, she imagined the damage a fight between the two of them could do. There would be... it would be... "Uh-oh. This is probably bad. I can hardly picture how a fight between the two of us will look at all... D-do I not know how to fight? Come on, I'm a combat robot! There's gotta be something I can do!"

"Uh... You there, Break Girl?" Her opponent called out from the other side of the battlefield, her free hand now placed on her Girl Buster. "We're gonna fight, right?"

"Y-yes, of course..." Break Girl remained facing away from Buster Girl, now sweating bullets. "Um... You know, it's probably rare that you get to fight such a similar opponent, isn't it? Before we fight, let's do a little warm-up. How's that sound?"

"Fine with me! Warm-ups are important before exercise. By which I mean, before I screw that corruption out of you, Break Girl!"